Deathnote
07-26-2006, 08:16 PM
Meh... did this in high school. This poem was inspired by a painting. XD
The angel of death is coming,
Don't waste your last breath to escape.
Forget your ethics, or ideas for tricking,
The dead have no use for such things.
You should not try, just simply die.
The angel of death is coming.
You could just cry, or simply sigh.
Don't waste your last breathe to escape.
You will not be the first to drown,
For many falls to death.
Late rulers sets aside their crowns,
Each knight parts with their humbled sword.
Not even modesty can help the humble one,
Nor can innocence help a child.
Not even honesty can help one see the sun,
For all will only see darkness.
When it comes, get this through your head,
Forget your ethics, or ideas for tricking.
When you are dead, you are dead,
The dead have no use for such things.
The angel of death is coming,
Don't waste your last breath to escape.
Forget your ethics, or ideas for tricking,
The dead have no use for such things.
You should not try, just simply die.
The angel of death is coming.
You could just cry, or simply sigh.
Don't waste your last breathe to escape.
You will not be the first to drown,
For many falls to death.
Late rulers sets aside their crowns,
Each knight parts with their humbled sword.
Not even modesty can help the humble one,
Nor can innocence help a child.
Not even honesty can help one see the sun,
For all will only see darkness.
When it comes, get this through your head,
Forget your ethics, or ideas for tricking.
When you are dead, you are dead,
The dead have no use for such things.